Hey! So starting next chapter I will be following season 1 starting with the very last episode then moving to season 2 starting with the first episode. Hope you enjoy!
Chapter 2- Bar fun
Damon was smirking and you could see in his eyes he didn't believe her. "That's not possible. I can't have any little offsprings alien babies." he commented. Brexley smiled and tilted her head. She then giggled at his remark. "Oh Damon. Trust me, It's true. Would you like to take a DNA test?" She said sarcastically. The boy with the golden hair, Damons brother, stepped in, "How old are you?" Brexley looked at him, he was handsome and strong. He looked like a nice enough guy. She still hated him though. "I was born in 1858. I was turned the day after I turned seventeen. Who are you exactly?" He smiled and walked over to her, extending his hand to be shook. Although, she usually hated handshakes she excepted it as polietly as possible. "Stefan, I'm Damon's brother, which makes me your uncle."
"Everybody just stop for a second " Damon cut in. "How do I know you're telling the truth and you're not her just looking for money or whatever it is that teenage emo girls want."
"Well then let me clear some shit up for you daddy dearest." she spat at him with venom, "My moms name was Angela Crosby. You met her when you were sixteen. Then, at seventeen you knocked her up. Seeing as you two werent married your dick of a father paid her to leave and never return. So, she did just that." She was angry. You could hear it in her voice and see it on her pale face, but despite being upset she continued making sure she doesn't leave out any details, "When I turned 17 my mom had a friend tbat was a vampire. He turned us. My mom's plan was to track you down and try to... make amends I guess you could say. She felt you should get the chance to be there for me. A few years later she was killed. I gave up the search but decided to start back up just so I could do something she wanted me to..." She trailed off. She missed her mom and hasn't talked to many people about her since her death.
Damon stood there staring at the young girl. He realized she was telling the truth. She was his daughter. She had his silky black hair and peircing blue eyes. Even though he had just met her he loved her. "Stefan, why don't you give us a minute. Go save Elena or eat a bunny or whatever it is broaders do when they're bored." Stefan nodded at him then disappered upstairs.
"I don't need your sympathy" Brexley shot at him, "I'm only here because my mom wanted me to find you. I have no intrest in become a lame excuse for a family. Not like you can tell anyone you're my dad anyways since your only a few year older than me. Now that i've met you i'll be leaving."
Damon sighed. He knew he couldn't let her leave. Not without attempting to get to know her. "Look, Brexley, I would really like you to stay so we can talk. We have extra rooms. Plus I have a few questions" Brexley shook her head. But after thinking for a minute she agreed "Okay Damon, i'll stay for one week. I have a few questions myself. After that im on the first bus out of this shit town." Damon winced but agreed. They stood in the silence for a minute then Brexley picked up her bag and started for the door. "Where are you going?" Damon called to her. She turned on her heel to face him. "To the grill," She replied "There has to be some lonley guy willing to come home with a sad, orphaned girl that's just looking for love." she smirked. Damon looked at her with surprise. Definitely his kid. She continued for the door soon disappering from his sight.
She arrived at the Mystic Grill around eight. It was full of people. She groned. She hates people. She walks through the crowd straight to the bar and takes a seat. The bar tender, an older man who looked like he was about as happy about the people as she was, approched her. She compelled him to get her a shot of vodka. She sat there staring at her glass thinking about Damon. She had shut of her emotions after her mothers death. So, she didn't care about Damon not wanting her. She had spend most of her immortal life not caring. But something about finally meeting him changed that. She did care about it. It bothered her like a fly buzzinf in your ear would. Enough to irriate you but not enough to effect you. It didn't matter though. She would be gone in a week. She would go back to her life on the road, eating, killing and sleeping with rabdom guys. She had no respect for humans. Not anymore. Honestly, she didn't care about anyone but herself. She had no friends, no family, and no attachments to anything. She has never been in love. She was scarred to be with anyone. Everyone she has ever loved or cared about is dead.
"Little young for shots." an unfamiliar voice startled her from her thoughts. She turned in the direction the voice had come from. An older man with light brown hair and blue eyes are looking at her. "Little old to be talking to yound girls," she relied coldly" someone might think your a predator."
"I sure hope not, I'm a history teacher at the highschool." he chuckled.
"Oh, even better. What do I have to do to get an A on my finale?" she asked sarcastically while rolling her eyes.
"I think you're a little to old, and a lot to dead to be in my class."
She shot him a look filled with hatred.
"If you know what I am then it's probably best you keep your mouth shut. I could kill you before you even have time to blink." He smiled at her, but she held her ground. He then laughed and turned back to his drink. "Now, honey, I hope your playing nice with Alaric. He's a bit sensitive at times." Damon walked over and sat in the seat inbetween the two. "Alaric I see you've met Brexley."
"Oh, a friend of yours I presume? That explains the attitude."
"Actually, she is my daughter." Damon said sith pride but then he leaned in and whispered "but don't go around telling everyone that. That would be a little weird." He turned back to Brexley and said in a cheery tone "So, hows it going? Making friends?" Brexley rolled her eyes. "Just looking for supper. Who's good here?" She replied sarcastically. Suddenly, the teacher at the bar chimmed in, "I would have never guessed, seriously she is a spitting image of you. Attitude and all. Except she is way more attractive than you." Damon smirked at him, "Way to young for you Ric." Alaric chuckled at his responce. Brexley butted into the conversation, "Actually he's to young for me. Unless, your a vampire too?" "No, I just kill them." he replied
"Then why are you two bff's. Got a bromance going on?"
"No, i've tried to kill him. I ended up dead. I'm not making that mistake again."
"Well, could have fooled me. I'll just leave you two to your seething hatred of each other."
"Where are you going now?" Damon asked.
Brexley turned and gave him a smile. "I'm gonna find a boy, were gonna dance, he's gonna buy me a drink, then we will screw in the bathroom. I might eat him after I haven't decided."
She turned on her heel and went to look for an attractive nieve boy. She spotted one across the grill. He had brown hair and brown eyes. He had a notebook and looked to be drawing. He will do she thought. She approched him, "Hi, I'm new here and saw you here alone and was wondering if you could use some company?" He looked up at her. "Um, I'm actually waiting on a friend of mine. But you're welcome to sit." He said polietly.
Brexley took a seat across the table.
"So, what brings you to mystic falls?" he asked her. His eyes showing a hint of curiosity. "Im an orphan, looking for a place to call home." she played her 'poor me' card. It usually always got guys in bed with her. Of course she could compele them but that leaves out the fun. They talked for awhile before she heard someone clear their throat from behind her. Her and the boy looked. A young girl, about the same age as Brexley was standing there. Her hair was brown and wavy. Brexley reconized her immediatly, "Well well well. Look what the cat dragged in. Anna. Nice to see you, how long has it been? You've looked better I must say." Brexley said to the girl. Anna let out a slight growl. "Jeremy, get away from her. She's a killer."
"What are you talking about?" he asked her.
"A vampire, Jeremy, she's a vampire." Brexley looked at him and smiled. Then she turned back to Anna. "Oh, sweet Anna, you know I could kill him before you even have time to take a single step."
"Don't you dare touch him!" she yelled right in Brexley's face. People started to turn and look. Brexley smiled and looked Anna right in the eye. Then in a slit second Brexley had Anna pinned to the floor with her foot pressing against her neck. They have drawn everyones attention. Jeremy was yelling to stop but Brexley ignored him. She felt big strong arms wrapped around her and she was lifted off of the girl. It was Damon. Brexley looked around, she had a crowd of people gather around watching her. "Take her home Alaric. Now." Damon ordered. Alaric ushes her to the car and starts to drive.